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After the torturous and condescending mishap with his father, it appeared he deemed it appropriate to keep his son in the confinement's of his chamber for a few days for the purpose of self reflection. To no surprise the explosive blond took to his punishment with further violence which availed to no end as guards were littered everywhere surrounding his bedroom, from the main door to the balcony and even his bathroom's window. Moreover it seemed colliding with the soldiers stationed only drew more unwanted attention that could result in further negative consequences. It surprised the blond that he recently started to think two steps ahead of his actions, wary of the damage they could cause. He could only pinpoint where this bizarre influence appeared from one person.

However within his time alone, Bakugou only felt his frustration build up at the lack of contact between him and the greenette. It confused the irrational Prince to no end as to why he felt as if something was missing every time the freckled boy departed from him. It seemed that the addictive smell of vanilla and strawberries weren't the only thing he missed as he craved the very touch of his rough skin against the green haired boy's creamy expanse.

He wanted to see him, no, touch him even. Breath in the ever so comforting smell of his scent and place hands where he wouldn't dare allow anyone else to place.

Calling in a maid from nearby, the agitated prince bounced his knee up and down as he waited on his bed whilst the servant girl approached him.

Her eyelashes were average to say the most, as well as a dull sheen to her brown pupils which the blond immediately observed. Despite his obvious disinterest in her, the shameless young girl continued to bat her lashes whilst rearranging her hair in an attempt to be seductive. Although it was a requirement for the palace maids to sport a certain uniform, it seemed as if her particular uniform had a defect for first few buttons had been rather neglected of use. However the prince felt it was rather desperate and crude and it made him miss the ever so bright veredian pupils of the omega which lingered on his mind endlessly.

"How may I help you Bakugou-sama?" He noticed she had used an ointment on her lips, presumably layered upon being called. However it didn't disguise it from looking rather thin, incomparable to the luscious ones of the greenette. Her tone of voice was almost unbearable to the blond's ears, it was sickeningly high pitched.

"Summon supervisor Iida immediately to the sub living room." The blond ordered, his tone cold and disconnected. Without even making eye contact with the servant girl, the arrogant prince strode past the coy maid before making his way to said location.

As he waited rather impatiently for the orderly overseer of the other servants, his mind was left in a jumble as to how he should communicate with the  supervisor. Since spending hours with the omega that was the definition of sunshine and smiles, the blond noticed that his mannerisms were rather rude and demanding in contrast. He was aware of the rumours that circulated around him, branding him as the selfish spoilt prince of the kingdom, how him and his brothers are the north and South Pole of the empire - polar opposites.

However, the Bakugou took no slight to it, he was unbothered - fueled to behave more aggressively even. After all, if that's the expectation placed upon him, shouldn't he fulfill them?

Snapping him out of his thoughts, the rigid voice of Iida rung through the alpha's ears. "Bakugou-sama, in what way can I be of your assistance?"

The blond decided to put more effort into his answer to make it less apprehending. It'll be a step to becoming someone who is more suitable for the polite omega.

"I demand to know the location of Midoriya." The words came out of his mouth like the ink of a fountain pen on paper. It sounded natural and ordinary to him until he recalled the advice of the greenette that the word 'demand' was rather unbefitting of a crowned prince. Nonetheless, it was too late for the impulsive blond to take back his phrase.

"I'm afraid I've been told to keep that information confidential." His tone sounded apologetic as the dark sapphire hair of his remained as neat as ever.

The blond gritted his teeth in frustration as he panged his clenched fists against the wall he was leaning on, resonating a harsh dissonance admits the quiet room. "Don't make me repeat myself."

At the clear blood seething aura emitting from the now unstable prince, the bluenette took a step back in precaution before he continued. "It was the majesty's orders bakugou-sama."

At the mention of his detestable father, the blond narrowed his pupils until it was a deathly gaze of hatred. His clench fist shook slightly with irateness as he inhaled sharply before holding his breath. It was everything the impetuous prince could do to keep his rage from imploding.

"Dismissed." His voice came out harshly low, almost resembling a growl. Nonetheless, the alpha's orders struck through the helpless Iida as the coordinated steps of the servant exited the room promptly.

As soon as the large wooden doors of the expansive dining room rung shut, the seething prince grabbed whatever innocent object was closest to him before hurling it mercilessly at the wall with forsaken abandon.

The china from the century old vase littered the marbled floor of the room like twinkling stars decorating the night sky. A miscellaneous shard skidded and stopped right next to Bakugou's worn out hunter boots before the blond proceeded to stomp on the misplaced piece. Squashing it completely under his strength like modern parallels to a smoker stumping their cigarette in an ashtray.

The deafening silence in the room was broken by arrogant steps descending from the stairs. Even without looking up, the blond could recognise exactly who the approaching figure was. He could picture his unwavering cruel smile as well as his deep mahogany hair, the colour always reminding the prince of trodden dirt.

Reaching the end of the stair case, the younger of the two already predicted that his snarky counter part was approaching him stead fast which caused an internal tick of agitation.

"My dear brother," his voice pierced like honey coated bullets, sweet on the appearance but with cunning intentions. "What has been causing you trouble?"

Bakugou continued to grit his teeth as he focused on the pieces of broken china scattered across the floor, he could see from the corner of his eye, the belittling sibling pulling a heavily decorated chair from the table as he seated himself opposite from the blond.

Upon the silent answer to his question, Itsuki pressed on further, amused at which point his impulsive brother would break. "Why don't you join me for lunch?"

If Bakugou had been suppressing his anger earlier, this would be the prince shoving his boiling rage into Pandora's box to ensure it shall never be opened. Fighting against every urge in his body to satisfy his blood curling desire, he stood up abruptly before walking away from his toxic kin- that was until something useful came out his fluently confident mouth.

"Izuku Midoriya was it?" At the mention of the green haired omega, the blond stopped in his tracks before turning his head, finally making eye contact with his brother. To no surprise, Bakugou still loathed the hazel coloured pupils of his. They were too innocent, simply a disguise to hide his deceiving intentions underneath.

Placing his elbows on the gold laced table cloth in from of him, Itsuki allowed his chin to be propped up against the palm of his hand as he whispered a chilling phrase. The delivery of it awfully on brand of his personality with his mocking sweet smile.

"I know what you want to know."

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I know I know, it's been too long.

This story is gaining attention to an extent that I never thought it'd reach which I guess makes me not want to half ass this story and to think about the content that I write lol

I'd also just like to clear some things up:

1) Masaru is not Bakugou's father in this AU. Nor is the queen Mitsuki. Although I may include Mitsuki in this story as another character fulfilling as Bakugou's maternal figure.

2) Itsuki is an OC (original character), he is not part of bnha but I included him so as to develop Bakugou's backstory and personality as well as add to the plot line.

ADDITIONAL:

I had no idea I even made it to the finals until I was tagged lol, anyways turns out I'm nominated for a few catergories at BnhaAwards

- BEST YAOI
(which is frankly hilarious because this story doesn't even have smut - not yet at least)

- BEST ROMANCE

- BEST AU

Basically, to vote for me just go on their account, go into the English version of the awards and find the final nominees chapter and just comment where it says "POSSESSION"

Thanks a bunch if you do vote! I'd be pretty gassed if I end up winning a category but nonetheless, being even nominated for the finals makes me happy uwu